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Best. Birthday. Ever.

If 40 sucks, 41 is just a slap in the face. 18, 21, 30 – those are cool birthdays. You can do stuff you couldn’t a year before. Heck, even 40 has that Oprahesque “I’ve lived so long that I’ve now achieved wisdom” kinda vibe. At 41, the only thing I can do better than I could last year is grow rogue chin hairs. Hardly a birthday to love.

Unless….

Unless you have the most generous family in the world.

It turns out that 41 is the year that I achieve crafty nirvana:

The mother of all sewing machines from the father of my children. Love that man!

My mom rocks! Ashford 32″ Rigid Heddle Loom

It’s official, my home will never be clean again and the pizza delivery guy will get to go to college. At least I have no excuse not to be creative!